TRACY
Yet another day spent in this world I had yet to understand.
As much as it hurt to admit, I knew there was nothing I could do but be patient. Worrying and refusing to eat wasn't proving to be helpful in any way.
"Finally, you have gained some appetite," Manila remarked as she walked past me on the porch, making her way into the living room.
As I sat, looking at the clear sky of the morning, I kept telling myself that Sir Garba would come with good news. He was literally my only hope out of this place. That had finally become crystal clear to me.
The truth was that after spending a day here, I had thought that I would fall asleep and find myself in my mansion—and in my own world.
So far, that hasn’t happened. And now, I had accepted the fact that this place, despite not understa
